OK, ignore that last post. Especially since Mario just told me that for no discernible reason apart from good old-fashioned altruism and friendship, he has sent me a vintage BOAC bag to replace my stolen one. Which means that I feel very bad for abusing the USA, and I feel quite teary that someone I've never met in person could be such a sweetie. Bless the US-invented internet, and especially bless Mario and his tales of the Latin Grammys.